Avaline Soul kisses a strawberry. Just like the love between she and Art.
Down on my knees/looking for strawberries/clustered and red/under the leaves/Instinctively I bring/the best berries/into my mouth/and like a holy child/find love defined/a vital ripe/soul kiss that becomes sweet/in the sun's heat.
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